Tuesday, February 16, 2010

pursection

Weighing in at 18 lbs., I emptied my purse, or as Reilly calls it, my "luggage" today in hopes of finding some things I could remove. I was taken aback by its contents:-Purse on right, large enough to carry a pony, too small for these items, apparently.-Full-sized binder, full of papers, mail, documents, receipts, lists, etc.-Adhesive weekly lists I can never leave on the refrigerator.-Adhesive daily lists, same deal.-White binder/lifeline, it own universe in and of itself.-The most amazing Valentine card ever from Reilly.-The BEST red mesh pencil pouch, currently inhabiting 50 assorted Sharpies.-Medication sorter, because you know, I'm extremely dangerous.-Huge magnet I received as a gift and keep forgetting to take out.-Not one, not two, but three pairs of glasses.-My old phone, which has a LOT of interesting texts.-Two packs of gum.-A headband, which I can never find, until I'm scrambling for anything else.-Container of Tylenol.-Container of Excedrin.-My wallet, another separate world altogether.-Two identical books. -Two packs of Mentos from Reilly. -One pack of "Just Strawberries."-Hair claw that is always at the surface irritating me until I need it.-One roll of Scotch tape. (???)-Two packs of Wet Wipes.-Two identical packs of unopened rainbow Sharpies. Why? Duh, they're Sharpies.-One pack retractable Sharpies. See reason above.-Skull scarf.-Two multi-coloured flashlights that are also whistles, for my kids.-iPod ear phones, one of three tangled sets. Not pictured:-iPod. It was in the side pocket and forgotten.-Two hairbands, three rubberbands, and eight safety pins.

There's more. How does one amass this much lip balm? Some of these must go:

I think I got it down to 17.10 lbs., but I must confess to carrying an annex tote for textbooks and a clipboard.

Hilarious. Honestly, I am impressed by the lack of trash, unless you hid it so you didn't look like a slob. My purse is mostly full of old receipts, napkins and the occasional fork or spoon. A woman has to do what a woman has to do. At least yours is clean.

Dana--Nope, no trash. Did you know I have OCD, like, pretty bad? Like, well suffice it to say, you will find virtually no errant trash anywhere in my life. I have places for most things, I just have so many things, you know? I mean, just since this pic, I have added a mini hair straightener, more pens, OxiClean spray, these awesome new cylinders of gum, roughly the size of a pillar. No matter how many goshdamn loops and carabiners I add to my key chain I add to my keys, I can NEVER, and I mean NEVER find them. I'm frustrated just thinking about it. I look at my old purses and wonder how I ever survived. I'm coming up to look at your purse!